[Intro: Radio Host Female & Radio Host Male & Oswin Benjamin] I'm excited, cause 845 is in the building Yeahh Alright, I grew up in Pokipsy so what up Newburgh?! Alright, I'm leaving *Laughs* So I'm excited, and um, tell us your story. Tell us, you know, how you came in the game and who you look up to and what you working on? Got you man, in a nut-shell man, I'm--I ain't nobody different man. I'm a human being man, I'm flawed and I'm a work in progress. Man, like I'm a child of God first and I'm an artist second, and um, I just want uh, my whole thing is to tell that other side of the story: the backyard to the trap. The one, the story that doesn't get told [Hook: Oswin Benjamin] Pray for me Take my soul and pray for me, yeah Just pray for me [Verse 1: Oswin Benjamin] Hold up Sheep in the land of the wolves (wolves) Lame in the land of the lions (lions) Where it is the easiest to lose hope and the hardest to find it Trying to navigate through these climates (true) A refugee with the soul to ascend up, Lauryn's hill and see Zion All this faith too big to get got (*gunshot*) All this ambition, I can't get popped All these [j**els/Jews?], pure concentration, I'm camping out Stigmata with the holy feeling I'm just handing out My [?], but y'all have been biting too long I ain't been home in too long, still born, trying to be reborn Life is still trying to respawn, through a few bars in these songs Verbalize my sin through these songs How I take grace for granted, faith in shambles, looking for the one who made this all Still a product of the sin of my father Still a product of the love of a household Still a product of the stockroom where I stole sh** and it all went down n***a Dow Jones Disaster, dispatcher, we the fallen n***as All they gotta do is call and he cap a n***a Ain't no cap and gown for n***as They the alpha male, you bad just to cap a n***a Dreadful with the pa**ion, [?] wealth don't try to adjust my salary cap my n***a This a stand up n***a that's capped a n***a (cap, cap, cap) [?] uh [Hook: Oswin Benjamin] Pray for me Take my soul, yeah, pray for me, yeah Pray for me Take my soul,yeah, pray for me, yeah Just pray for me Take my soul, yeah, pray for me, yeah Take your soul Take your soul [Verse 2: Oswin Benjamin] I don't want to be the greatest, I want to be the realest My focus need a shifting Those who have eyes will see, and those who have soul will feel him Those with ears to listen shall hear him, from the melanated to fair skin Truth is, I don't think 'fore I do sh** With my eyes closed fit the five loaves with the two fish The Messiah, the martyr, architect and the author I'm the virgin, the scarlet, the ratchet and righteous That's colorblind, the hue-man See the soul in the spirit of this human being Being non-existent staying in tune with the truest living 'Fore this brown kid shifts to Heaven's new edition This is the real [?] cerebral, you should do the [dishes?] [Outro: Oswin Benjamin] Ah, what's good with your soul? What's good with your spirit? What's good with your soul, yeah What's good with your spirit? What good with your-- soul? What's good with your spirit? n***a